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Gold Mining in Georgia
“YOU MAY take my word for it,” said Wil¬ liam Farnum, “that the reports about Dahlonega, Ga., are all true. The nights are cold, and we did not see a mosquito while we were there.”
But there is a gold mine there. The gold mine drew the company from the Fox Film down there. It was the first gold mine ever discovered and worked in the United States, but they didn’t know it. Mr. Zanpht was going to take the whole company ’way out to Ari¬ zona, just to get in a realistic gold-mine bit of local color for “The Plunderer,” and at the last minute they got a private tip about Dahlonega, which is also a summer resort. Farnum him¬ self says there are no mosquitoes there. They were down there in March.
“This is the true story of that trip,” says William Farnum. “We got some grand scenery pictures there. We brought along the lights and hitched them to the power in the mine. There were twelve of us. Thank heaven there were no more ! The natives gathered every day to see us work, but they fled when it came to the work they understood. Do you know what they did to us?
“They took us up to a summer hotel in the mountains, twenty miles from food or fire, a la Bald Pate. We had to saw our own wood and haul our own water and part of the time cook our own food. Harry Spingler got so he could haul almost a quart bucket of water without slopping it, but Elizabeth Eyre never did get used to the pork we had to eat. She told me privately she never knew pork could be cooked in so many obnoxious ways. Just when we would get settled nicely in front of the fire, ready for a quiet yarn after our hard day’s work, the wood would give out, and we’d have to go out into the freezing cold night and bring in wood and draw lots to see who would cook breakfast. I took an afternoon off and tried to pan gold, with the promise from the owner of the gold mine that I might have for my very own all I could wash out. I washed all day in a chilly stream and panned out about all the water that went through it, planning what I would buy with my fortune”
COP YRIGHT , FOX FILM CO.
WILLIAM FARNUM IN HIS NEW PHOTO PLAY “THE PLUNDERER.”
The story stops right here, because the fortune turned out to be one small nugget worth fifty cents.
The entire company was forced to suspend work one sunny morn¬ ing, when rehearsals were progressing finely, to convince a bunch of Georgia mountaineers that Farnum needed no assistance in a scrim¬ mage that was going on.
Farnum, who had trained rigorously for eight weeks in order that he might do justice to the fight scene in the play, where he must tackle a dozen or so Western miners, was having a grand time laying them out on all sides of him.
One of the actors be¬ came enthusiastic and ac¬ cidentally landed a blow that hit Farnum in the heavily insured eye. A crowd of mountaineers
who had just arrived, copyright fox f^Ji^°liaM FARNUM PANS GOLD ALL DAY FOR FIFTY CENTS